Followed by board transfers, pantie surfing etc.
I was sitting with my kid last night. Dinner and surf clips. It’s what the divorced dad does when he’s not signing ruinous financial agreements or rubbing his thing against women with sugary chocolate on their breath and dark patches of nose hair with snot strands caught inside.
Kid likes Jamie O. I get it. I like it too. Three jokes played back and forth, year after year. But Jamie’s got something. A chubby half-Australian redhead who looks like he eats nothing but caramel corn, Cheerios and half-a-gallon of ice-cream for breakfast.
This clip, which you’ll pull the horn chain on, is a year old, maybe more.
I missed it the first time around, you probs did too.
In it, Jamie O’Brien and his squad (more than thirteen in your entourage and it becomes a platoon), fly and drive to Desert Point on Lombok in Indonesia. The waves are very good. Jamie tandem surfs blindfolded with his sidekick Sean “Poopies” McInerney.
Later, he and a pal board transfer their Catch Surfs at eight-foot Deserts.
The surfing is so so solid, so absolute, you’ll be surprised at your ability to concentrate so totally on the action.
(Note: skip the first six-and-a-half minutes otherwise you’ll go crazy.)